Monsters We Crave (Maelstrom #1) Read Online Natalie Bennett

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Maelstrom Series by Natalie Bennett
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
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As we ascended another wide stone staircase, my attention was drawn to the walls, which were lined with regal portraits of the Maelstrom lineage. There was an obvious gap on the wall at the first landing that caught my attention—a space where a portrait once hung but was now conspicuously absent.

Meridith seemed to sense my curiosity, but it was a younger woman who had an adorable mousy appearance that whispered, “The Kyrios ordered it removed some time ago.”

She was quickly silenced by a sharp glance from Meridith, but the seed of curiosity was planted. Who had been so significant to have their portrait on this wall, yet so controversial to warrant its removal? Reaching the upper floor, we navigated through a long corridor that framed a square-shaped balcony overlooking the foyer. The opulence continued with every step, every corner, every room.

Soon, we entered a particularly grand chamber, where it became clear that everything had been set for my arrival, all the way down to the pristine white dress that was displayed elegantly on a mannequin. The implications slowly dawned on me of the role I was being molded into. While my instincts screamed at me to run, I understood that resistance, at least for now, was not an option.

In what felt like mere moments, I was transformed.

After the Lysaria finally deemed me ready, I was led toward a full-length, ornate mirror. I took in my reflection for the first time since the transformation. The face staring back was familiar, yet not—it was me, but a polished, refined, and utterly unrecognizable version of myself.

Every detail was perfected—from my freshly styled hair, adorned with a delicate white bow, to the flawless makeup that graced my features.

The dress was a vision. It was breathtaking, not like a wedding dress, but certainly more than just an ordinary evening gown. The truth of what it really was, a statement to all of Elysium, hadn't yet dawned on me. Made of the finest white silk, it clung to my form in all the right places.

Delicate lacework adorned the bodice, with pearls and tiny crystals interwoven in an intricate pattern that shimmered under the soft lighting. The modesty of its high neckline was contrasted by the daring cut of its back, which plunged dramatically, drawing the eyes to the gentle curve of my spine.

The women gushed, their excitement palpable. “A true Elysian beauty," one murmured. Another added, “The Kyrios will be beside himself.”

I couldn’t respond to their compliments. I was barely keeping my rising anxiety at bay. I felt like a doll, a puppet readied for some grand performance in which I'd have to give the most convincing act of my life with no script to go off of. With Aidoneus pulling the strings, he was my master, and I was merely his marionette. I couldn't afford any slip-ups. The lives of my family and friends could very well depend on this.

After a few final touches, Meridith led me back downstairs. The staff still stood lined up in the entry hall with only a few having stepped away. I wondered if the rest had been standing here the entire time. As the grand doors to the Maelstrom estate swung open, the outside world greeted me once more, along with the intimidating sight of Enforcer vehicles—a fleet larger than the one outside of my house. Sandwiched between them was an Ebon Luxor, a limo that was the embodiment of luxury.

Its exterior was a seamless blend of black and gunmetal gray, with reflective surfaces that gave it an almost liquid metal appearance. The vehicle was elongated and streamlined, with angular lines and sharp edges that exuded a sense of menace and sophistication. Two Enforcers were stationed on either side of the rear entry door, their posture stiff and faces unreadable.

For a moment, I hesitated. I was on a precipice and about to dive further into the unknown. Getting in would undoubtedly drive me deeper into a world of confusion and uncertainty. I still didn’t know why Aidoneus was doing this. But I couldn’t run from it, either. Taking a deep breath, I approached the luxurious vehicle, the soft click of my heels on the cobblestones echoing in the stillness.

The Ebon’s interior beckoned with its dark leather seats that looked soft to the touch and plush carpeting, its luxury evident in every meticulously crafted detail. The lighting inside the vehicle was dim, lending an intimate atmosphere. The world outside seemed to blur, distanced by the tinted windows.

The door was closed gently behind me, encapsulating me in the hushed elegance, a quiet sanctuary before the storm. There was one noticeable absence. Where was the enigmatic kingpin now?

As the vehicle pulled away from the grand estate, I noticed a neatly set tray on the opposite seat. A small packet of crackers, a chilled bottle of pristine water, and a pill to alleviate headaches in a small unopened packet. Beside it lay a crisp note with precise handwriting.



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